I'm catching monsters in Liaozhai

"Uncle Jing'an, several donors said they were old acquaintances of the abbot and wanted to see the abbot. I told them that the abbot had gone into retreat, but they didn't listen and insisted on seeing the abbot."

The young monk Yanxin turned around and said to an old monk.

Old monk Jing'an said: "In that case, let a few donors come in."

"But..." Yanxin hesitated.

"It's okay, let them in." Jing'an said.

"Uncle Jing'an asked you to come in, so you can come in." Yanxin had no choice but to open the door.

Xu Lang walked in, saw Jing'an, and saluted quickly.

Tan Ming said: "This master, I am Tan Ming, the head catcher of Shicheng Yamen. I take the liberty of disturbing you today. I do have something very important to discuss with Master Jingming. Please pass it on to Master Jingming."

"Yan Xin didn't lie to you. The presiding brother has indeed gone into seclusion. In fact, let alone you, even we in Qingzhu Temple can't see the presiding brother now," Jing'an said.

"Is Master Jingming not in the temple?" Tan Ming asked.

"Senior brother is in seclusion in the back mountain. However, the secret room has been closed. Unless the presiding brother comes out of seclusion on his own, no one can open it from the outside." Jing'an said.

Xu Lang and the others looked at each other.

Xu Lang said: "Master, could you take us to the back mountain to have a look?"

Jing'an nodded and said, "Since you want to take a look, the poor monk will take you there. Come with me."

When Xu Lang and the others followed Jing'an through a courtyard, they found that there were many bamboo mats covered with white cloth. Their outlines could be vaguely seen under the white cloth.

That's people.

A corpse, to be precise.

"Master, what happened in the temple?" Xu Lang asked.

Jing'an sighed and said: "Actually, something big happened in Qingzhu Temple. More than twenty monks died inexplicably. That's why we closed the temple."

"How did they die?" Tan Ming asked.

"It's very strange to say that when their bodies were found, there was no blood on their bodies and they were all mummified." Master Jing'an said with a solemn expression.

"what?"

The four were startled at the same time.

"Can we take a look at the deceased?" Xu Lang asked.

"The appearance of them when they died was terrifying. I suggest that the donors should not watch it." Master Jing'an said.

"Master, in fact, seven people died in Shicheng last night, all of whom had their blood drained from their bodies. That's why we came here." Tan Ming said.

"Are there people dead in the city too?"

Jing'an frowned, and then agreed with Xu Lang and the others to check on the deceased.

"really!"

When the white cloth covering it was opened, Xu Lang and the others looked at the shriveled corpse lying inside, their expressions became more solemn.

"Master, when did they die?" Xu Lang asked.

"The night before yesterday. Overnight, when they were discovered at dawn, that was it." Jing'an said.

"Then why didn't you report it to the official?" Tan Ming frowned.

"So many people suddenly died in the temple. If word spread, it would definitely bring down the reputation of Qingzhu Temple. Therefore, the temple wanted to investigate privately and did not let us report it to the official." Jing'an said.

"What a nonsense. Such a big thing happened and you still kept it hidden." Tan Ming said coldly, very dissatisfied with this approach.

"Then why did you take us through here? Did you do it on purpose?" Xu Lang asked Jing'an.

Jing'an nodded and said: "Although the temple does not allow outside rumors, so many people have died, and someone has to solve it. I just heard that this donor Tan is the head catcher of the yamen, so I hope you can find out as soon as possible murderer."

"We should go to Master Jingming first. This matter is very difficult. Only Master Jingming can deal with the murderer." Feng Gang, who had not spoken much, said.

Under Jing'an's guidance, the group soon arrived at the back mountain.

There is a flat open space in the back mountain.

Jing'an pointed to a cave in front of the open space with a closed mountain door and said, "Brother in charge, stay in retreat inside."

"How long has Master Jingming been in retreat?" Xu Lang asked.

"After he came back from the misty forest last time, he went into seclusion for two or three months." Jing'an said.

"What about Alai?" Xu Lang asked again.

"You said the child he brought back is also in there." Jing'an said.

Xu Lang vaguely felt something was wrong.

After Master Jingming came back, it was normal for him to go into seclusion. After all, he was poisoned at the time. But why should Alai be locked up in the retreat together?

Tan Ming, Feng Gang, and Master Huiyin also participated in the misty forest demon slaying operation, and they also had a bad feeling.

"No, we must open the stone door. The people who died in the past two days must be related to Master Jingming." Tan Ming was worthy of being a detective, and he immediately smelled something.

"You said that the murderer was the host brother?"

Jing'an shook his head repeatedly and said, "It's impossible. Brother Abbot has been in seclusion since he came back and has never come out."

"I didn't say that the murderer was Master Jingming, I just felt that the murderer was related to Master Jingming. As long as Master Jingming is called out, we might know who the murderer is," Tan Ming said.

Just when he was about to step forward and open the door, a group of monks came not far away.

The leader was an old monk who was also very old.

He is the acting abbot of Jingchi of Qingzhu Temple.

"Jing'an, you secretly brought outsiders to the mountains behind Qingzhu Temple. Do you know what your crime should be?"

Jingchi shouted.

Immediately, he said to Xu Lang and the other four, "This is not the place you should stay. Leave immediately."

"Master, I am Tan Ming, the head catcher of Shicheng Yamen. I am here because I have a very important case to meet with Master Jingming," Tan Ming said.

"I don't care who you are, this is the important place of Qingzhu Temple, you must leave immediately." Jingchi said.

"We will not leave unless we see Master Jingming today." Tan Ming said firmly.

"In this case, we are not polite and have to ask you to leave personally."

Jingchi said, and said to the five middle-aged monks behind him, "Please get them out."

The five middle-aged monks, who looked strong and powerful, responded and walked straight up with long sticks in their hands.

Just now.

The ground suddenly shook.

Followed by.

The ground tore.

Thick black stone pillars emerged from the ground.

Each of these stone pillars exudes an astonishing evil spirit.

There are ten in total.

Scattered around.

All the people were surrounded.

"What's going on? How come there are so many pillars popping up?" Jingchi was very surprised and didn't understand what was going on.

"This is... the Ten Jue Formation!!"

Looking at the familiar scene, Xu Lang and the four of them subconsciously screamed in shock.